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"Vampire descent?" Carlisle questioned. His brow rasing in confusion. "Vampire's cannot bear children, how can that be possible?"
Gunjal turned and stared into his eyes. A skeptical look seemed to gleam in both of theirs. "Anything is possible in this world, is it not? Vampires, werewolves, angels, witches...mythical creatures that are not supposed to exist in this world or at all. Just works of fiction."
"And Jennifer is..." Esme looked towards the door.
Abiola looked down, her hair covering her face. "Yes, she is," she answered.
Gunjal eyes locked on everyone, piercing through her raven bangs that covered her eyes. Her hands folded under her chin. "It's only theory to our kind, that the reason some of us have vampire blood within...is that a spell was casted. We only have found out that a love between one human -- who turned into an angel -- was in love with a vampire. The Aeturnus has been investigating this for thousands of years," she sighed. "And Jennifer has been...subject to a few investigations."
"Why did she run from us? Is she scared?" Emmett raised a brow, turning to Jasper.
Jasper shook his head, his honey blond locks moving with him. "No, she's not scared right now. More like...depressed," he explained. His eyes darted to Gunjal. "Why is that?"
"And few more questions, if I may?" Carlisle asked. He was answered with a nod from Gunjal. "Why are you, Abiola's, and Bella's wings light colors -- while Jennifer's is black? And also the extra coloring on Jennifer's and Bella's wings?"
"That would be the vampiric blood. It goes for both Jennifer and," Gunjal stopped, turning her eyes to me. "...you Bella."
I gasped. My eyes widening in shock. My throat had closed up, and Edward's arms tightened around me.
"They both have the color on the tips, which shows another bloodline mixed within them," Gunjal explained. "As for why Jen's wings are black: it is unknown. The tips of color wouldn't be minded in our world. But, for one in Jen's case, with black wings," Gunjal looked down. "It is abnormal, and considered a freak of nature. Jen can't even walk down the street without being glared and almost spat at."
Everyone gasped.
"That's...horrible," Esme stumbled.
"How can they do such a thing?" Embry snarled.
"Angels are supposed to be pure and kind! Not just downright mean!" Quil shouted.
"In human myths, we are supposed to be kind and gentle. But, we are warriors. Not cute and cuddly," Abiola spoke. "Most become mean when there is a threat."
"And Jen is a threat?" Jacob growled.
"To everyone else -- the Aeturnus an exception -- she is seen as a monster. When she is not," Gunjal eyed everyone. "She's depressed, since she thinks you'll treat her the same way as the others. And the fact that...even though vampire blood in an angel is rare. Her wings...they shouldn't be that color at all. Will you treat her with hatred and feel disgust when around her?"
"We won't." Sam crossed his strong arms.
Everyone else and me nodded.
Gunjal and Abby smiled.
"Now, back on track. Bella, you'll be trained by me, Jen, and Abby. Time is paused with us. But, it is running back in reality, you could say. But, was seems like a week here, is only a few minutes back in the real world. If time was all paused, it could destroy the balance of time."
"All right," I nodded. "When do we start?"
"Now," Gunjal smiled gently. "No time to waste."
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"Okay, Bella," Gunjal smiled at me. My feet were bare as I stood on the damp grass. The wind ruffled my hair. I could feel everyone's eyes on me, expectant of something amazing. Gunjal smiled once more, walking to my side. "We're going to have to excersize and stretch out the wings. Otherwise, you won't be able to fly."
Her hand grazed my wing, I jumped at how delicate they were. Her fingers running through the feathers. She then grabbed the bend of the wing gently, and gently grabbed the bend that was near my back. I loosened up my wings, as she then brought the left wing up and down, I could feel the stretch of the muscles in them, even a few cracks of bone. But, mostly a warm tingling sensation. She then went to my other side, and did the same.
She then took a few steps back and smiled. "Stretch them on your own, now."
I nodded, and tried moving my wings. They remained still. My heart raced, thinking something was wrong.
"Think of them as extra arms or legs, concentrate so they can act as extra limbs. Connect your whole being to them," Abiola said from my right, across the fresh plain of grass.
I closed my eyes, and concentrated. Making myself fully aware of the two feathery limbs on my back. I could feel the warm sun's rays warming my body. It was then, I felt an even stronger tingling on my back, then turning to a warm one. I felt relaxed enough, wishing to feel the rays on my face fully. I tilted my head, my face towards the sun. And I could feel the wings, a new edition to my body, stretching out. They were fully opened, and I could feel a gentle breeze moving the feathers.
I could hear a few gasps of delight and awe around me. I let my wings fold and opened my eyes. Edward stood on my left, his mouth gaping wide. And his eyes glazed over. I giggled, who was dazzling who now?
"Now Bella," Gunjal pulled me away from my almost fit of giggles. "You have that done. Now, we have to teach you how to fly."
I gulped. My fear showing on my face.
"Don't worry. We have someone who will catch you if you don't make it," Abby smiled.
"Who?" I asked, my brows raising.
"Me," spoke a voice. Jen walked out of the shadows, from under the trees. Her face held no emotion. "Run into flight. It helps."
I nodded. I spreaded my wings and started to sprint across the yard, I could feel my body lift off the ground a few times. Then, it would fall right down.
I realized then I was bounding right into Jen, and I slammed right into her. She hadn't noticed I was coming. I landed on her, her back slamming into the ground. She groaned in pain, looking at me through one eye and her teeth clenched.
"Ow," she groaned, rubbing the back of her head.
"I'm so sorry!" I shouted and got off of her, and lended her a hand. She took it gratefully.
"It's all right," she rubbed her head. "Darn it, I guess I'm in La La Land, huh?"
Everyone laughed, it filled the air with strong delight.
"Well," Gunjal finished giggling. "Try again."
That day...I tried over and over. Even as the wolves went into the house to eat. Gunjal told me it was because I had no muscle in my wings to hold my body up. That I would have to strengthen them.
Through that night, I tried and tried. I used some techniques Abiola showed me, using objects to weigh the wings down. And through it all, Edward helped me.
He encouraged me, and wore a smile though it all. He brought me what I needed not to overwork myself. He told me a few times to take it easy, and when I refused.
"Stubborn Bella," he chuckled.
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Edward's POV
She was so stubborn and determined. But, I couldn't blame her. If I had the ability to fly in the clouds, I would be the same.
I went back inside to get some more water and some towels for my angel, she was so tired. But, I couldn't stand in her way. This was her goal to achieve. I doubted I could have denied her much longer to change her into one of us. She wanted to be with me for eternity, and I would have done it...I had almost done it. But, the venom didn't work for her heart has already stopped. Stopped pumping the blood through her body.
What happened to the venom injected...I could not figure out. But, I was grateful that it didn't affect her now.
I grasped the plastic bottle gently, careful not to crush it. And, and fluffy white towel that layed in waiting on the chair in the dining room.
I walked outside, the scent of the woods soothing me. But, not as much as Bella's scent.
I walked over to a lump in the grass, and I gasped at the site.
Bella layed there, sleeping soundly in a ball, her wings curved around her. Her hair...like a puddle of brown in the night. And the moonlight of a crescent moon making her skin glow, along with her white dress.
I smiled to myself and gently picked her up. I raced into the guest room, and put her on the bed.
I bent next to the mattress as her eyes squinted open.
"Edward..." she whispered gently, like the wind had taken her whisper. I smiled.
Her hand shakily rose up and her fingertips gently,light as a feather, glided over the skin of my cheek. My skin tingled from it, enjoying it. I closed my eyes. She moved her hand from the side of my temple to my jaw. I placed my hand over hers, and opened my eyes and stared into her sleepy dark eyes.
I moved my face close to hers, I could feel her breath warm my lips. The scent was overwhelming and heavenly. Intoxicating...
"Sleep now, my angel."